"Okay." Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

He held Xia Ling's hand and smiled.

The Qi family is a big family, and many things don't need Qi Yan to do in person.

However, Xia Ling always wanted him to know more, so that he would not be deceived in the future.

Twenty words a day is her and Qi Yan's daily homework.

Colloquial...... Every Saturday and Sunday, you will exercise.

Xia Ling's standard English made Qi Yan very envious.

Dang Kang in this world is really smart, and after awakening his spiritual wisdom, it is like opening up the second pulse of Ren Du, and he can do anything.

And he, no matter what he does, has to learn slowly...... stammered, ashamed in front of Xia Ling.

The two of them just finalized the schedule.

Long Yu, who was ignored: ...... The sour taste of love! A mouthful of glass slag!

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Weekend.

Xia Ling and Qi Yan went to see a movie.

In the big mall, there are video games and many snacks.

Qi Yan was raised in the Qi family, and he hadn't tried any of this.

Looking at the four and a half cherry blossoms that he lit up, Xia Ling looked at Qi Yan.

He was holding a string of octopus balls in his hand.

I'm not used to eating while walking, but I've been eating finely, and suddenly eating such a roadside stall makes it taste very different.

Xia Ling handed him a tissue.

"The family is about to raise you to be a princess, baby, you just make a list, what else in this life is something that everyone else has and you haven't done, I will be a little fairy to help you realize your wishes."

"Little fairy?" Qi Yan took the tissue and looked at Xia Ling with a profound expression.

Going out to play with Qi Yan, Xia Ling is wearing a skirt today, the beige skirt is a beige brown interwoven checker, a twill check, and the neckline has a feeling of a navy suit.

The girl's figure is slender and sweet.

With her hair scattered behind her, her long hair was black and moist, matching this sweet skirt, quite the style of a sweet goddess.

"How?" Xia Ling narrowed his eyes, "Aren't I?" ”

Instinctively, I felt that what Qi Yan was going to say next might not be a good thing.

Her hand naturally held Qi Yan's arm, and the delicate hand pinched Qi Yan's arm with a smile, ready to go.

Qi Yan felt threatened, but he didn't vomit or be unhappy if he died.

"Yes, yes, you're a little fairy pig."

Oh? Are you laughing at her ontological Dangkang, who looks like a pig?

Xia Ling looked at him with a smile and pinched the hand on his arm.

"Shhh

Looking exaggerated, in fact, he didn't hurt much at all.

"Murdered my husband!"

There was a smile in the light brown eyes, and the bright and clear smile made the boy like the most brilliant luminous body.

He and Xia Ling laughed.

In this bustling crowd, people come and go, and when they pass by, they will look at them more.

"Hello, are you two interested in being stars?" A middle-aged man squeezed through the crowd, came to Qi Yan and Xia Ling, and handed over his business card.

"No, thank you." Blocking Xia Ling behind him, Qi Yan refused detachedly.

His handsome face looked clear, but after the aura was so cold, the aura of his whole body was like an iceberg of ten thousand years, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Normal adults don't have this kind of momentum.

"Don't you think about it?" Middle-aged people like Qi Yan even more.

"Not considered." Qi Yan said lightly.

He took Xia Ling by the hand, and the two turned around and left.

After leaving the man's field of vision, while holding hands, Xia Ling looked at Qi Yan again, snorted, and was quite dissatisfied.